I met James Sillavan, probably in the late 1980s, when he came to a screening at the Cinema Museum in Kennington. He was keen that I attend his monthly breakfasts at Tearooms des Artistes near Lavender Hill, where he took pleasure in connecting creative people to each other. One afternoon at the museum, we received an excited phone call from him. He was in a call box near Charing Cross Road and said there was a skip overflowing with film posters and they were blowing down the street. Could we come immediately? We raced there and started loading the posters – all for Bollywood films – into our van. There followed a train of events worthy of an Ealing film, resulting in the purchase of the entire contents of the cellar (once occupied by a distributor) where the posters were coming from. So our Bollywood collection is due to James.